I Hope I Am Not Just A Tumblr Account To You But Someone Who You’d Decay In An Ancient Forest With

“I will never be good enough for everybody. But I am the best for someone who really appreciates me.”

— Unknown

“We often want it so badly that we ruin it before it begins. Overthinking. Fantasizing. Imagining. Expecting. Worrying. Doubting. Just let it naturally evolve”

— Unknown

Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone, This Is How You Lose the Time War

I write about you as it is the only way to love you.

Junaid Warrior

The intimacy of reading while someone you love sits close to you, reading their own book with your head on their lap playing with your hair, twirling and twisting your hair stands, being so comfortable with each other that it feels so natural, like you are truely home with peace and tranquility......

“Let them judge you. Let them misunderstand you. Let them gossip about you. Their opinions aren’t your problems. You stay kind, committed to love and free in your authenticity. No matter what they do or say, don’t you doubt your worth or the beauty of your truth. Just keep shining like you always do.”

— Scott Stabile

Very interesting to me that T. S. Eliot is often quoted as saying "Good poets borrow. Great poets steal." When in fact what he actually said was "One of the surest of tests is the way in which a poet borrows. Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal; bad poets deface what they take, and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different. The good poet welds his theft into a whole of feeling which is unique, utterly different from that from which it was torn; the bad poet throws it into something which has no cohesion. A good poet will usually borrow from authors remote in time, or alien in language, or diverse in interest." Which of course has a completely different meaning, less "All the greats plagiarize," and more "Completely original ideas are a fantasy; the originality lies in how you weave an idea that has been previously woven differently."

“I think you are having a different sort of heartbreak. Maybe a kind of heartbreak of being in the world when you don’t know how to be. If that makes any sense?”

— Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces

“It’s okay if I’m not your favorite chapter you have written, but I hope you sometimes smile when you flip back to the pages I was still apart of.”

— Unknown